The Immortal Taoist Chapter 237

Chapter 237 - Sword Force!

"Sect Leader of the Heavy Sword Sect, you know too little about swords. You only have an advantage by relying only on your cultivation. Compared to using a sword, you are far inferior! You don't even know how to use a sword, nor are you qualified to use a sword! "

These words of Ling Dao, naturally made him snort in anger. Zhong Taicang, as a Sect Master of the Heavy Sword Sect, and also a Middle stage Source Realm martial artist himself, although he was not absolutely powerful in terms of sword arts, his strength could definitely be ranked in the top ten of Anshan County.

Now, he was actually being evaluated like this by a sixteen year old boy. It would be impossible to say that Zhong Taicang was not angry. Just a mere air defence cultivator, what right did he have to say that he did not know how to use the sword, and what right did he have to say that he was not qualified to use the sword? Could he be worse than Ling Dao?

"You sharp-tongued brat, if your sword could be as powerful as your mouth, how great would that be. You will soon die under my sword. If I am not worthy of using my sword, then are you worthy? "

Zhong Taicang intentionally stopped what he was doing. Since Ling Dao said that he was not qualified to use the sword, then he wanted to see what methods Ling Dao had left. In terms of talent, he admitted that he was inferior to Ling Dao, but in terms of strength, he admitted that he was much stronger than him. In terms of sword techniques, he was not inferior to Ling Dao either.

"Since you are unwilling, then I will let you experience the sword's aura!"

As Ling Dao's words fell, the aura surrounding him changed. The Heavenly Thunder Sword in his hands, in particular, released a dazzling purple light. He still had Middle Stage of Air Defense, but his aura was not any weaker than Zhong Taicang's.

"What's going on?"

Whether it was Zhong Taicang or the Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple s below, all of them looked at Ling Dao curiously. The current Ling Dao was absolutely different from before. His entire being seemed to have become one with the Heavenly Thunder Sword, and he gave off an oppressive might.

The Heavenly Thunder Sword slowly slashed towards the black iron sword. This seemingly simple sword seemed to contain a supreme power. It was as though a young Thunder God was standing proudly in the middle of the air, brandishing the divine sword in his hands.

Right now, Ling Dao's strength was definitely not comparable to Zhong Taicang's. As a Middle stage Source Realm martial artist, Zhong Taicang possessed the strength of thirty young dragons, so he was naturally unable to compare with his. Logically speaking, if the two of them were to clash head on, then Zhong Taicang would definitely win and lose.

However, what shocked Zhong Taicang was that in this clash, a wave of unmatched power came from the Heavenly Thunder Sword. Even though he possessed the power of 30 young dragons, his arms still trembled and he couldn't stop himself from being pushed back.

"Sword Force? Could it be a problem with the sword force? "

At the same time, Zhong Taicang started to frown even more. Sword Force. These two words were somewhat familiar to him, but he couldn't recall it at all. It was only now that he remembered the origin of these two words. In an ancient book in the Heavy Sword Sect, there was a record of sword force.

However, it was impossible for the Origin Stage Warrior to grasp the power of the sword, let alone Ling Dao who only had Middle Stage of Air Defense. Only warriors who had surpassed the Origin Stage would be able to grasp sword force. It was said that after mastering sword force, the strength of a sword cultivator would have a qualitative leap.

The sword energy was not true energy, not source energy, not the strength of the body, nor was it the soul. It was something else. One could see sword aura as another type of power, or one could see it as a kind of realm. In any case, it was impossible for a sword cultivator who did not have a deep understanding of swords to grasp sword aura.

Even for those who had surpassed the Origin Stage, there were many who were unable to grasp sword force at all. For example, the disciple from Blood Sword Sect last time, was already a warrior who had surpassed the Origin Stage. It was a pity that he did not have control over the sword force last time, if not, it would not be easy for Die Wu to kill him.

Zhong Taicang's understanding of the sword force was only because he had read that ancient book. He did not have a grasp of the sword force, so it was naturally impossible for him to understand the profoundness of the sword force. Previously, Ling Dao was simply not his opponent, but now, Ling Dao was able to force him to retreat.

Only Ling Dao who had mastered the Sword Force understood that he was able to draw support from the surrounding energy, as if he was one with the world. Thus, when he brandished his sword, his power became several times stronger than before. Even Zhong Taicang, who had unleashed the three strongest moves of the Darksteel Sword Art, was not his match.

Sword auras could be understood as might that could increase one's battle power and lower the battle power of one's opponent. In this situation, Zhong Taicang was obviously not his match. In the past, Ling Dao had never used sword force because it was not necessary.

As someone from the Sword Genius in his previous life, he had grasped something of a higher level than the sword force. Although his realm was low now, using the force of the sword was not a problem. Once the sword force was released, Zhong Taicang would immediately lose to him, and might even be smashed to death by him.

"Earlier, you suppressed me to hit you, now it's my turn to attack!" Catch the sword! "

"Rushing Thunder Shadowless Sword!"

It was still the Rushing Thunder Shadowless Sword, but its power was several times stronger than before. As he waved his sword, thunder rumbled and lightning surged. The sword art was the same, but the power was vastly different. This point, as Ling Dao's opponent, was clearly felt by him.

The Heavenly Thunder Sword did not retreat at all and continued to stab towards Zhong Taicang. Even if there were large swords blocking in front of Zhong Taicang, it would be completely useless. The Heavenly Thunder Sword stabbed out with unstoppable force, turning all the large swords that were in its way into dust.

"Consecutive!"

Zhong Taicang clenched his teeth, and just like Ling Dao, he thrusted out his sword. He did not believe that a mere air defence practitioner would be able to fight him head-on. The sword force could only be controlled by warriors above the Origin Stage. How could a air defence practitioner like Ling Dao truly grasp the sword force?

The Heavenly Thunder Sword and the black iron sword were like two mountains, fiercely clashing together. Such powerful strength caused even the void to distort. The Ling Dao who was using the power of the sword was still a bit stronger than before. The power that was transmitted from the Heavenly Thunder Sword caused even the black iron sword to nearly pop out a hole, and caused Zhong Taicang to retreat even more.

The sword aura not only increased one's strength, it also increased the sharpness and sharpness of the sword art. After striking Zhong Taicang back with his sword, Ling Dao did not stay any longer, but once again rushed forward. He only had air defence after all. Even though he had already grasped the sword force, he could not continue to use it.

He had to defeat Zhong Taicang in a short amount of time, and even had to kill him with his sword. If Zhong Taicang could endure through this period of time, it would be the time of Ling Dao's death. Without any sword force, Ling Dao would not be Zhong Taicang's opponent, and at that time, all the Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple on scene would probably die under Zhong Taicang's sword.

"How did the vice sect master suddenly become so strong?"

"He was completely no match for the Sect Master of the Heavy Sword Sect before, how come he already has the absolute advantage now?"

"This is a good thing. The stronger the vice sect master, the better it is. It would be best if we can kill the Sect Master of the Heavy Sword Sect!"

"Even if it is the Sect Master, she will not be a match for the Sect Master of the Heavy Sword Sect in a single sword strike. Isn't the vice sect master's battle power a bit too strong? "

As a Late Air Defense practitioner, Xie Yongan naturally understood the difference between a air defence practitioner and a Origin Stage Warrior. Duan Zhenghui was indeed stronger than him, but the fighting strength that Ling Dao displayed now was much, much stronger than his.

"Sword Force, what exactly is it?"

Xie Yongan said softly, but unfortunately no one could answer him. Zhong Taicang had only seen sword force in ancient books, he had never even heard of it. Even Duan Zhenghui had never heard of any kind of sword force. After all, their realms were too low.

If it was a sixth rank force's head or vice head, they would naturally know what sword force was. After mastering the sword force, one's combat power had increased by a lot. Not to mention, their future path would also be able to go even further. Even though Ling Dao was currently only a air defence Ranker, he had comprehended the source of energy that could only be used by Origin Stage Warrior, and even grasped the sword force that could only be controlled by warriors who surpassed the Origin Stage.

"Silver Moon!"

A crescent moon fell from the sky as the Heavenly Thunder Sword drew an elegant arc across the sky and streaked across Zhong Taicang's body. After using the Sword Qi, Ling Dao's sword speed was obviously faster. Zhong Taicang had no time to dodge at all, as a sword wound had appeared on his body.

"What a terrifying sword aura. This child is invincible!"

Up until now, in Zhong Taicang's heart, he still had the urge to retreat. Before he had made his move, he had never thought that he would actually lose to a air defence cultivator, and to a sixteen year old youth at that. He was full of confidence and thought that killing Ling Dao would be easy.

But now, Ling Dao was able to suppress him and with every strike of his sword, he was caught unprepared, as he was in a state of panic. The Heavenly Thunder Sword was like a life reaping sword. Every time it moved, it would leave a bloody wound on his body.

"I still have some matters to take care of. I'll let you off for now!"

Zhong Taicang was just preparing to leave, not return to the Heavy Sword Sect. He was sure that Ling Dao would not be able to stay in this state for long. As long as he could wait for a while longer, and come back to kill him, he would definitely be able to kill Ling Dao then. Needless to say, he was right. Unfortunately, it was just a simple thought.

"Unfortunately, I don't plan on letting you go!"

"Eight Steps of Star Chasing!"

, who was running for his life in front of him, suddenly felt something flash before his eyes, and Ling Dao had already appeared in front of him. The Heavenly Thunder Sword was like a bolt of lightning, and directly pierced through his shoulder. If Zhong Taicang had not reacted fast enough, the sword would have pierced his chest.

"Damn it!"

Zhong Taicang secretly cursed, but he escaped with an even faster speed. The clothes on his shoulders had already been washed clean. The blood was completely dyed red. Before coming here, he had never imagined that he would be in such a sorry state. To be chased by a junior of the air defence, was simply an extraordinary shame and humiliation.

"Die!" Three Styles of Wind and Thunder! "

This time, Ling Dao used the Three Styles of the Wind and Thunder Sword Art at the same time. The wind howled, thunder roared, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. His body would occasionally appear in front of Zhong Taicang, sometimes behind Zhong Taicang, sometimes above Zhong Taicang, sometimes on Zhong Taicang's left, sometimes on Zhong Taicang's right.

"AHH!"

Zhong Taicang screamed out, the sword wounds on his body continued to increase. His face was as pale as paper. Even as a Origin Stage Warrior, he would die from excessive loss of blood. There were at least a hundred sword wounds on his body. It was impossible for him to survive.

"I refuse to accept this! How could a sixteen year old mere air defence practitioner kill me? "

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